The day after I bragged about writing 211 posts without missing a day, I had an hour of panic. The server that I use for this blog was not working. At first I thought I was doing something wrong, but no, the site was definitely not functioning correctly.
Great timing, my sarcastic brain reasoned. I kept checking every few minutes, but after it still wasn't behaving itself, I decided to limit my obsession to trying to connect every fifteen minutes. I had plenty of other writing and reading to do anyway.
Luckily, whatever bug was hanging things up got taken care of by some really smart, invisible bug fixers, and I could write and post my blog as usual. Whew!
The situation reminded of a mistake I made a couple of weeks ago. I scheduled the post for the wrong time, and my post didn't come up at 6am as it usually does. An alert reader called me to make sure everything was OK. I quickly fixed my error and I'm not sure anyone else even noticed.
Those two incidents got me thinking. As proud as I am of my streak and as much as I will do my best to continue it until I go back to teaching full-time, failure is an option. The server could be down, the power could go out, or heaven forfend, I could make some bigger mistake, and there would be no post.
And that would be allright. I'd be sad and probably mad, but I would survive. (I'm sure all my readers would manage to endure.) I would start counting at Day One again. Because failure is just the chance to have a new beginning. And don't we all love a new beginning?